Reassure her...
Umaru Doma pondered for a moment, then...
Angry (ノ｀ー′)ノ~~┻━┻
How was she supposed to comfort a high school girl she'd just crushed when she was in this form? In a situation like this, anything she said would probably be mistaken for a taunt.
What was the point of trying to comfort her now?!
Why was it so hard to live a quiet, leisurely life as a couch potato? Umaru, a couch potato through and through, sighed inwardly. Sure enough, only she and Onii-chan were the perfect pair of dried fish...
While Umaru was sighing to herself, Touma Kazusa, who had begun doubting herself, suddenly turned around and looked at the pensive Umaru. "U-Umaru, you can play the piano..."
Before she could finish, Umaru forced a nervous smile. "Kazusa, I only know a little about the piano, just a little..." The girl was already so crushed she was practically questioning her whole life. If Umaru showed off her piano skills now, she might leave the girl with a psychological scar...
"Just a little..." Touma Kazusa's expression softened slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "I hope you won't mind me asking, but could I hear you play?"
"But we don't have a piano at home..." Umaru replied with a strained smile, cold sweat trickling down her face. She wanted to refuse, and just as she was about to say that there was no piano at home—
The artificial idiot, who was bent on getting itself killed, returned with its mechanical voice:
"Great Master Sougo, the way you shut Shaqiang down was much too crude. It does not befit your status. Besides, such a rough action would hurt even Shaqiang..."
Sougo Doma's mouth twitched. It'd be strange if a pile of data could feel pain! Shaqiang, that idiot... How